Introduction
I brought some verses to my love- The metaphors were trite, The words were pale and delicate, The meter wasn't right.
She criticized my lack of taste In writing such a mess. The verses totaled only four, But she could do with less.
Now I have found another love Who doesn't criticize My poetry, but makes remarks About my taste in ties.
Until I find a perfect love Who will appreciate My many sterling qualities, I'll live without a mate.
Copyright; Bob Johnston Email: bobkj@newmexico.com
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